Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Ethan sat at the edge of the tub, filling it with water from his wand. He had set Gunnar down to accomplish this though once he had done so thought maybe it would have been a better idea to sit him the tub first. Of course the boy had run off the moment he was put down, taking off into the next room carrying his ball with him. Ethan figured he must have set it down at some point because shortly thereafter, he heard the screech of the cat. "Gunnar.. be nice to Elise!" he called out over the sound of the water, figuring he pulled the poor thing's tail or something.
Once the tub was full enough, he cast a heating charm over the water, then set out to find his son. He knew he couldn't have gotten into too much trouble - or at least he hoped - and he soon found him kicking his ball across the room and squealing with delight. "You are really something else tonight," Ethan chuckled as he scooped Gunnar up in his arms. It was quite a bit past his bedtime so maybe he was so tired that he was wound up or something. Or his mum gave him extra cookies giving him a sugar rush which was just as likely. Carrying him into the bathroom, he set the boy down and began undressing the squirmy boy for his bath. Gunnar seeed to grow more and more hyper by the minute. He had been tired and the yawn sort of gave him away, but he was no where ready for bed or a bath, not when he had just gotten home. "Cat.. cat.." he called after Elise as he chased her, finally catching up to her and grabbing her swishy tail. She always made a funny sound when he did that and he laughed even if she did run off. Oh well.. Oh! There was his ball! The one year old ran over and kicked it, laughing again until Daddy picked him up. "Dada.." he mumbled, twisting his fingers around the collar of his father's shirt. He still wanted to play, but he didn't protest too much because he really was tired and sort of stared over Daddy's shoulder. He did fidget a lot as the clothes were pulled off of him, whining a bit as he really did not want a bath. But once he was in the warm water, he splashed a lot and got to play with the toys that were put in the tub. This was fun.. and even more so when Daddy put bubbles in the water too. She knew it was getting late, but Meloria wanted to head over and bring some dinner for the kids to eat. She wasn't sure if they were able to eat anything before they left the hospital, certain they hadn't eaten once they had gotten home. They would have their hands full for a while and even things like cooking might be a struggle until they got used to things. Since Minerva had been in that dreadful Muggle hospital for a few days, she had a little time to prepare a few meals for them to have the first week, even if she had little Gunnar tugging on her skirt while she was in the kitchen. She didn't ind though, he was her delight.
Arms full with containers of food, she stepped into her fireplace to floo to the cottage. "Hello.." she called out once she stepped from the fireplace and into their living room. "I'm just going to put some of this food away.." Surely they wouldn't mind if she saw herself in and she didn't want them to have to trouble themselves. She put a few of the containers in the freezer and set about putting some of the food on plates for them to get something to eat now.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |